She meets the people responsible

"How many people are outside?" Laurel said, a little nervously.

"I'm not getting up!" Dinah said.

"You're closer," Laurel said.

The two hesitated, looking at one another. Laurel was still behind her desk, arms crossed and chair pulled close. Dinah had both her arms and legs crossed, just a touch more red faced as she set on the other side.

She muttered a curse, glancing around the room. The blinds had been drawn, thankfully; there was just Erin, waving casually from the side of the room.

They couldn't stay in the DA's office indefinitely. Leaving it though really didn't feel like an option, especially given how much attention Laurel's little speech would have attracted. She still didn't know what she'd been thinking.

Dinah swallowed, but stood up, hurrying over to the door. She didn't use her arms to cover, more intent on turning around to preserve her modesty, and moving with small fast steps to the wall; she parted the blinds with two fingers to peek through before hastily drawing back.

Erin eyed her ass appreciatively. Being a vigilante did wonders for her body, apparently.

"Still a lot of people," Dinah said, flustered. She hurried back to her chair, hastily crossing her arms again, stopping her tits from shaking too much from her movement. "Maybe more. Must've drawn more reporters."

Laurel swore.

Thankfully if there was one office in the city people weren't going to break into, it was going to be the one occupied by the people who'd be prosecuting. Not that it made the prospect of waiting around naked without access to the slightest scrap of clothing any easier, particularly with no way out.

Almost a minute later and there was a muffled shriek, and banging at their door. Laurel frowned; Dinah glanced sideways. What-

"Let me in!" Was that Felicity's voice?

The door rattled in its frame; she sounded panicked. Dinah looked incredulously at Laurel.

"What's she-" Dinah began.

It was Laurel that went to the door that time, apparently more worried about why Felicity was so nervous. She kept one arm over her chest, doing her best to stand behind the door as she briefly unlocked it.

It was Dinah that yelped first as the door opened, a glimpse of her nude, seated form becoming visible to those outside. Then again she suspected their attention was more on the naked Felicity stumbling through the doorway, blonde-haired and red-faced, eyes wide behind her glasses.

She stumbled past Laurel, only her head and a glimpse of bare shoulders visible as she craned her head around the door. From the front at least; from behind, so much more could be seen.

Hastily she shut the door, darting back to her seat, cheeks warming. Felicity stood by the wall, taking deep breaths, arms doing a poor job of covering herself up.

"Felicity?" Laurel said.

"What was that speech on TV?!" Felicity yelped. "I got strip-searched right outside Diggle's apartment! Do you know how far anywhere is from there?!"

"I-" Laurel began. "You didn't have to come here. You could've gone home, gotten dressed."

"I did!" Felicity said. "The moment I got to the DA's office they stripped me again! I can't go anywhere in this city without someone trying to take my clothes off, why would you say that?"

"Look in a mirror," Erin added. "That might be why."

Felicity screamed, suddenly noticing the only clothed occupant of the office. She adjusted her arms, blushing furiously.

"Who- who are-" Felicity said.

"Just a friend," Erin said, focusing on a little of her power. "Convinced the DA here this would be a smart move. I'd say it worked, wouldn't you?"

She beamed; Felicity whimpered, fidgeting constantly. She was still on her feet without a free chair in the office, left flushed by the wall, pale ass brushing against it as she leant forwards with one arm trying to cover up her tits, the other over her crotch.

Three rather cute naked women in one room; Erin smiled to herself. Star City was feeling like a pretty good choice right about then.

A little 'never' just to spice things up... Felicity gave a rather delightful shriek as she was compelled to drop her arms, revealing her tits to the room, to say nothing of the bare lips between her legs. It was a good few seconds before she remembered to cover up, bright red.